Begin as a centenarian Zhang Sanfeng

Chapter 42
Zhang Sanfeng nodded lightly, Zhu Yuanzhang in front of him had an extraordinary face, and his temperament made him even slightly shocked.

As expected of a hero of a generation, a man who started with a bowl, and then achieved a great cause, and ruled the world!
Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng did not speak, Zhu Yuanzhang spoke again.

"Zhen Zhenren's attack five years ago shocked the world. It completely shattered the spine and knees of the Mongolian martial arts, making them dare not invade the Central Plains again. Therefore, many of my rebels did not know how to reduce casualties. How much!"

In Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, he still had some admiration for Zhang Sanfeng. At a hundred years old, he did such an earth-shattering event, and he really should not be underestimated.

"The commander-in-chief said these things, it is outrageously old-fashioned. The old man came here this time to help the commander-in-chief and some martial arts masters. I, Wudang Seven Heroes, can help the commander-in-chief as much as possible!"

Zhang Sanfeng said that the people of Limin are still in dire straits, he hopes that the world will be given a tripod as soon as possible!
"Oh?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face remained unchanged. After five years of fighting, his city was already extremely deep, and his appearance could not be easily revealed.

"Really Zhang really has any requirements. Nowadays, there are not a few rebels in the world who are more powerful than Zhu."

"Nowadays the world is in chaos, and the people of Li are suffering. The old Taoist hopes that this troubled world will end soon. Before the old Taoist dies, I can see this scene. I am optimistic about you! Moreover, I dragged Yang Xiao to hand over the Wu Mu suicide note to you!"

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was already filled with huge waves. He looked at Zhang Sanfeng deeply, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart!
"What conditions does Zhang Zhenren have, please tell me, Yuanzhang, I will definitely let Zhenren do it."

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was still full of vigilance, Zhang Sanfeng nodded, "When you rule the world, how about making Wudang the great sect to protect the country?"

Reborn on this body, he also wanted to make Wudang Mountain bigger and make Wudang Mountain the state religion, which is enough to pass on to future generations.

In this way, his Wudang will not be wiped out in the long river of time.

"I promise Zhang Zhenren!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Yuanzhang agreed, and then looked into Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, without any concealment.

"it is good!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly, took out a booklet from his body, and threw it to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"On this, the old Taoist has read Wu Mu's suicide note, combined with some formations created by Wudang's seven-section formation, which also has miraculous effects on the army. If you practice diligently, you will definitely be able to prolong your life and be free from all diseases!"

"Then thank you, Master Zhang!"

Zhu Yuanzhang bowed slightly, and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng!
"The old man, I will bid farewell!"

Zhang Sanfeng moved his footsteps, and left lightly. With his skill, he left quietly. For him, this barracks was as simple as eating and drinking.

After confirming that Zhang Sanfeng had left, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression became heavy in the big tent. Zhang Sanfeng was naturally trustworthy.

It's just that this came quietly into his big tent, but no one could notice it, but it made his back chill and uneasy!
"I hope that Wudang Mountain will keep its law and order. For Zhang Sanfeng's face, if I can succeed, the glory and wealth will naturally not be without you."

Clenching his fist deeply, Zhu Yuanzhang began the long process of reviewing the battle report.

In Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng called Wu Feng, Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu all together.

The three of them have grown from eleven or twelve-year-old children to handsome young swordsmen.

Up and down Wudang Mountain, they are all well-known, robbing the rich and helping the poor, banditry, and slaughtering the wicked. They are known as the Three Swords of Wudang, and their reputation is not even weaker than the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

"Feng'er, Qingshu, Wuji, the three of you have really changed in five years. As a teacher, I almost don't recognize you!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and said, five or six years passed in the blink of an eye, and Wu Feng, who was bullied at the beginning, has grown into such a handsome appearance!
"I have seen the master (great master)!"

When the three saw Zhang Sanfeng, they rushed up to greet him and saluted Zhang Sanfeng.

"You have all grown up! You have achieved great fame at the foot of Wudang Mountain, and you are worthy of Wudang Mountain. After a lot of training for you, I, a Wudang disciple, will protect my family and the country! Punish the strong and eliminate the evil!"

Zhang Sanfeng's tone was sonorous, although he was old, the surging meaning in his eyes was not weaker than that of any young man!

Zhang Sanfeng continued, he wanted to practice the three disciples.

"I have already contacted Marshal Zhu of the rebel army at the foot of the mountain. You will come down the mountain to help him soon, and wish him the world. With your current skills, you can be regarded as masters in my Central Plains martial arts. I hope you will go through the torment of the war. Practice, you can go one step further!"

Zhang Sanfeng spoke earnestly, he placed high hopes on each of these three people, and now Wu Feng's Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu has reached the fifth level.

Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji are not slow to enter the realm, and their kung fu has reached the fourth level. In the martial arts, they can be regarded as first-class masters. Coupled with Wudang swordsmanship, they are even more fierce!

"Disciple takes orders!"

The three shouted in unison, with excited expressions on their faces. They were very interested in the situation in the outside world. Now they can follow the army, kill the enemy and serve the country, and contribute to the common people. They are sincerely proud!

"Go, when you come back, the three of you will really be able to support Wudang Mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, took a few steps, and disappeared in the back mountain of Wudang. He couldn't be sure what the future of these three people would be.

Back at Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng has nothing to do, the tenth level of Pure Yang Wuji Gong can be created at any time.

When the country is established, he may, with his own strength, be able to leave this world!

"Yuan Court is destroyed, and other sects are also at peace, but it's a pity that the reputation of Shaolin Temple is ruined!"

Originally, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to go to the head teacher of the Persian Mingjiao, but now his strength is beyond his reach.

Even if he found the Persian magic, it would be just icing on the cake and would not bring him any substantial benefits. Therefore, his desire to go to Persia gradually faded.

Today, Zhang Sanfeng fell into retreat again, and began to purify his inner strength.

The hundred-year-old internal force is so huge that it needs to be controlled every moment in his body. After purification, the quality will be more pure and the quantity will be reduced. The pressure on his century-old body will also be greatly reduced.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed by, and Zhang Sanfeng is about to reach the limit of mortal age, 110 years old!
At this time, the world has settled down, and in the ninth year of Zhang Sanfeng's retreat, Zhu Yuanzhang defeated Chen Youliang, established the Ming Dynasty, and ruled the world!
(End of this chapter)